Laulunsanoja:
Soul Control Life Circle

Living by means Designed long before Attempts made to redesign An effort which eludes Built to suit Then every effort to Keep it all in line History

man I am today Tracy, I'm in love with you No matter what you weigh 'Cause without love Life is like the seasons with no summer Without love Life is

the Kardinal, Mr. Ritchie Niggas in control over and above thee Took the lyricy, for I will be the nigga to lead The sea of lost souls to see the light

In a foreign country we still excavate doves Isolate you to a torture Merchants in my village Remains of no life just cold breezes and past souls

Or take for example the combination of nitrogen and oxygen In the atmosphere we breathe every day It just happens to be the exact mix that life needs

that religion never was waiting for me Now I've no emotion no feeling no cares at all I'm drained of my only pure life as sorrow claims a soul There'

't get - I can't get We can't get out of control On the last page in the book of life I dance with you whose face is mine Dead souls invite us for

face your judgment another day and suffer eternally False defender, burn forever False defender, burn forever Cold and spineless, have you no soul? Wicked minded, out of control

Contemplating, rearranging Changing all your ways of thinking Everyday your life seems like It's pushed into a hole Acting out another's need To rule a soul